Brad and Victoria walked to the booth nestled near the bay window. He ordered them both a cup of coffee and some lunch.
“So, you just bought a building and now, you’re tearing one down.” She said in a snarky tone.
"Is it mine, Brad, the one I wanted that you bought out from under me, My boutique?"
Brad took a drink of his coffee and looked across the rim at her.
“We have investment properties all around these parts, Vic, why would you think it’s the o...